I'm not quite myself these days Guess we all come undone time to time in different ways Well, I have myself to blame Guess I don't understand I need help
Everybody's got their problems Everybody says the same thing to you It's just a matter how you solve them And knowing how to change the things you've
ridin With A Bitch I Call Hot Mouth Shelly. She Poppin Exstacys And Get That Cotton Mouth Heavy. I Give'r A Bottle Water Bitch Break Out Sweatin Then
Marks I erase like racism I'm as large as a bigot Groove is my escapism when I'm bubbly I just kick it What I need from you is understanding that I'
[music: Potasz, Konarska; lyrics: Potasz] Nie widzA?... bo wzrok zamyka mi oczy duszy. Bo w gA?owie.... jak kruk pilnuje i myA?li plA?cze Bym nie wyrzekA
So am I still waiting For this world to stop hating? Can't find a good reason Can't find hope to believe in Drop dead a bullet to my head Your words
the juice when I do rock I'm too hot, some say I got more Juice then Tupac (Straight outta Jersey) You heard me, my brother I'm laughing, time 4 sum
Storming through the party like my name was El Nino When I'm hangin' out drinking in the back of an El Camino As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me
Gettin' Some - Shawnna [Chorus] I was gettin some head Gettin gettin some head I was gettin some head Gettin gettin some head I was gettin some head
They're starting to open up the sky They're starting to reach down through And it feels like we're living in that split-second Of a car crash And time
[Chorus x 8] Gimme sum, Gimme sum Head in here you selfish pig (La Chat) I'm creepin up through the cut I got the mask upon my face I hope no one's in
[Intro] Heads Up! Heads Up! Here's another one.. and a.. and a.. another one. [Chorus] (Yeah Yeah Woop-Woop) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch
Woo, c'mon, uhh Clap, one, two, three and to the fo' Girl drop ya body, break it down to the flo', whoa (Cool and Dre, y'all did it again, uh) Get naughty
Mic check Mic check Mic check C'mon I'm a professional, pimpin' like rational Worldwide, but it's national You betta ask them hoes and ask them clothes
my girls spittin' game Just be bout that dough All my girls who gon' freak We can freak on the flo' And I ain't leavin' out yo house till you gimme sum
God, help those who don't help the others God, help those who don't help the others Some of us have more rights than the others Some of us have to fight
You're running fast and missing but cannot help convincing The reasons you gave me are all wearing thin It's not meant to hurt you but let me assure you
(Kali baby...) [CHORUS] I'm fucked up, you fucked up, we fucked up Can we do sum'n? Hell yeah (Hell yeah) Hell yeah (Hell yeah) Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
